He was real good at how he did it, what was done, and all without waking her up each morning, except that day. Just as he walked out of the room he he...rs her voice and he answers “Yes dear… Go back to sleep. Everything’s fine” and closes the bedroom door just as he leaves “for work.” He rang the doorbell. She walks up and answers it. Each meet the other with bright, cheerful smiles. He walks in. They hug. Then…they plant long, feverish, and “wanting more of that” kisses on one another. She’s. He collapsed on top of her for a few minutes as he recovered from his orgasm. He then slowly unbuckled her and helped her stand, they collapsed against each other, and she kissed him and touched his face tenderly running her hand down his jaw. He grinned wolfishly at her and she smiled, ‘Shower?’ she asked with a question. Without pause, he pulled her out of the toy room and up the stairs to their room and more importantly their own suite with a huge shower that could fit about half a dozen or. But it's not at all one sided as I snap back into reality when I hear the waiter announce the arrival of our oysters. He licks his lips with relish after he swallows each oyster, foreshadowing what's to come. I can imagine him doing just that with his head between my legs and I shuffle in my seat, attempting to hide my blatant arousal. We somehow manage to make it through dinner without launching ourselves at each other and choose to skip dessert when we can no longer take the building tension. We both went out. She called at her home that its taking long and told the problem.And then asked me to first you should have dressing over your injuries. I said ok. And she taked me to a nearyby clinic and i hav dressing. Then she asked my name. I replied Virginboy(fake name). Then i asked her name she said(virgin girl). Then she asked was it not paining? I reply, i was trying to impress you. She gave me mixed expression of smile&anger. and said hunh. Why? Me-i found u good looking. She-what?.